Yesterday night, I went into the kitchen to break my fast. It got real quite when I entered the kitchen. I made myself a tuna fish sandwich and grabbed a plum. My sister and her friend did not speak to me…at all. They prayed over their meal in the dining room. Oddly, I never see my family praying over their meals…except this one day. I left the kitchen before they finished their prayer. When I got to my room, I thanked Yah for my food in the name of Yahoshua. Between eating though, I started to cry. What made me cry? I realised that most people don’t love Yah and Yahoshua. They claim to love the Scriptures but do all things contrary to them. Yah says we can’t serve to masters.
Here’s something I didn’t know: They thought Yahoshua was crazy. In Mark 3:21 KJV it says besides himself and the NKJV says out of His mind. 1 Corinthians 11:1 says we are to imitate Yahoshua so won’t they think we are crazy too? Yah says it is not us they reject but Him…1 Samuel 8:7.